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He grabs a sweater, quickly buttoning it up.

Maybe he’ll get lucky.

More raps - this time each one gets louder and louder.

“Coming,” he calls, opening the door before Terry can break it down.

Terry’s nostrils flare, and he looks Daniel up and down.

“You’re pregnant,” he blurts, surprise colouring is voice. He had clearly not been expecting that.

Still he recovers quickly, a lot faster than the omega who stands there, frozen in shock, not at the speed with which he figures it out but the bluntness, although he’s not sure why he’s surprised.

Subtle as sled hammer Terry is.

“It’s mine isn’t it,” and it sounds more like a demand, which is cemented when, “It better be,” he mutters.

“Come in,” Daniel says softly. He would like to avoid a scene.

“Is that why you never made it easy to find you?” he asks as he steps inside, as instructed.

The little omega had wanted it that night - of that Terry is sure. A lot of things he may be, but he would never force an omega - anyone - against their will.

Daniel opens his mouth, closing it just as fast, wanting to say no but his omega wants to scream yes, and then drop to his knees for forgiveness. Forgiveness and other reasons.

It’s the best way to beg his forgiveness.

The alpha steps forward and he steels himself, forcing himself to stay put and not step back.

Because if the alpha thinks he’s trying to get away or if he is stupid enough to run, wellll the chase will be short and fruitless.

It would make no difference - the alpha will have him regardless.

Daniel needs to make sure he doesn’t trigger the alphas instincts while fighting his own.

It’s taking everything in him not to get on all fours and present for his alpha.

Both to appease him and because he’s in the stage where, he wants nothing more than to be ravaged by the alpha.

Since he started feeling better - the morning sickness these last few months has been brutal - he hasn’t gone out looking for it even though he knows he could find it.

Never had a problem before after all and many alphas have a thing for pregnant omegas.

But he knew it wouldn’t be what he truly wanted - it wouldn’t be the alpha he wanted - it wouldn’t be his alpha.

“Why didn’t you tell me,” hurt colouring his voice now and the guilt that rips through the omega has him choking down a sob.

“It’s not yours,” he lies but god, it’s pathetically weak even to his own ears and he can’t even look at the alpha as he says it.

He tries to turn away but the alpha won’t let him.

“Like hell it’s not.” Terry had felt something that night - something he never felt with anyone else he took to his bed.

Terry knew this omega was his - his omega - his mate.

His Daniel.

It was bone deep - how absolute he was - why he was looking for him - and now that Terry found him he knows that is his child inside Daniel - his child inside his mate - inside his omega - inside his Daniel.

He knows he isn’t letting either of them go. Not now, not ever.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Part of the alpha already knows the answer. Knows he has no one else to blame.

“Your job. Your reputation. You.”

He’ll give it all up if he has to.

Pack up him and his cat and get away from the city.

He loves the outdoors - spending time at that cabin.

Learn to curb his temper, not that he would ever direct it at his mate or their pup.

He finally lets Daniel turn from him, but doesn’t let go of the small wrist in his hand.

Undeterred, Terry buries his face in his neck, a deep inhale, licking at the heavenly scent to taste it better.

A gasp from the little omega, his knees buckling the alpha catching him from falling, holding him up easily.

He moans, pushing back against the alpha, feeling how hard he is, how he clenches remembering the feel of it that night.

The alpha growls, a hand on his belly, pressing him back insistently now, grinding in.

“Fuck, and I thought you smelled good before.”

Now he can smell himself wafting off the omega. The scent of HIS pup inside him. How fucking owed it makes him smell.

Because he is.

Daniel belongs to Terry.

Him and the pup inside him.

No one else can have him - not like this. Not even after.

All of it is Terry’s - all of it his forever.

A hand under his chin, turning Daniel’s head towards him.

“Look at me. Now tell me again - it isn’t mine.” The hand on his stomach rubbing soothing circles now.

Daniel has all but admitted it without outright saying it but he just wants to hear it.

Needs to hear it.

“It’s yours,” he admits, turning to face the alpha.

Terry crashes their mouths together.

“Don’t pretend like you don’t want this. Can smell how fucking wet you are for it and I’ve barley touched you.”

Daniel can hear in Terry’s voice, that his control is tethered by a thin thread.

“You haven’t let other men touch you?! Other alphas.”

God, he’s going to tear the place apart if Daniel has.

Not only is the omega his, but it’s his pup inside him.

No one should be able to touch him regardless, but especially like this.

Full of HIS PUP.

God Daniel is throbbing. He squeezes his legs together.

“No one else. I’m yours,” he sobs.

The alpha’s hand slip into his pants, a thick middle finger sliding in embarrassingly easily - the heel of his hand rubbing where he’s swollen and aching.

Grinding his clit against the heel of his hand - rubbing against the alpha like he’s in heat - trying to fuck himself on that finger which, while good, isn’t enough - not nearly enough considering he’s had the alpha’s cock inside.

Whimpering now.

“Fuck me. Need it.”

“So fucking tight. Haven’t been getting it like you need.” The sound of a zipper pulling down. A mood change. “You better not,” he warns a hard hand in his face. “But you’re not going to have that problem anymore.

But he comes like that. Two thick fingers pistoning in and out of him, his own fingers on his aching clit, soaking the alpha’s hand on a high keen.

Daniel turns, thinking it’ll be easier, but the aloha stops him, a sudden gently hand on his face tucking behind a piece of hair.

“Want to see what I’ve done to you.”

He ends up his back to the wall, pinned between that and the alpha, impaled on his cock as his back slides up and down the wall as his alpha takes him - cock driving in and out.

“Fuck, so tight.”

His top pushes up enough that it rests just above the small swell of his stomach which the alpha can’t seem to stop touching.

A hand in the middle grasps it, yanking it down.

Small brown nipples, more swollen than the last time, and slightly darker, Terry swears, are exposed to him and he can’t not take one in his mouth sucking it deeply.

Terry swears they also taste better.

The omega cries out, hand gripping the back of the alpha’s head, fingers sliding into dark hair, his cunt clinging onto the hard length driving in and out of him. The a hand on the back of the alpha’s head holding him against his chest - pressing his tits more instantly into the alpha’s mouth - as if he’s want to be anything else than face buried in his cute little tits. His cock inside his warm tight cunt.

Well, maybe his face buried in his cunt - that’s about the only other place he’d be instead of here like this now. Maybe later when he pulls out …. Taste his cum as it drips out of the omega’s pregnant pussy.

A hand sneaks down, running at his clit, and the alpha rumbles his approval at the sight.

“This is mine,” he growls. “Do you understand?” fucking in roughly, hand squeezing the soft flesh of his chest. “Do you understand?”

A possessive hand on his stomach, the alpha panting now, the harsh wet sounds as their coupling grow more frantic.

“You are mine.”

“It’s MY pup inside. My pup I put inside you.”

“You’re mine now and forever ……”

“Might keep you like this.”

Daniel’s eyes roll up, the omega inside him trilling, as the alpha fucks up one last time, brutal and deep, and so fucking good, the warmth the blooms inside him and the alpha comes on a deep groan, his teeth sinking into the flesh of his shoulder and neck.

Not his mating gland, although that’s coming - Daniel is sure, just like he knows he’ll gladly accept it - offer his neck up freely.

“No please. I’m so close,” he pleads and he feels the alpha’s cock start to leave, but Terry pulls free with a dirty wet squelch, and Daniel wails until the alpha drops to his knees, large hands slipping behind to grip his ass as he buries his face in his freshly fucked cunt, needing to see

if it tastes any different from last time.

His cunt was good before but this, pregnant pussy, is like nothing he’s felt before. It’s even more addicting.

God help him. God help them both.

Daniel isn’t going anywhere, not without Terry.